Quick Transmigration: The Journey of Meat Eating C92

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Chapter 92

“What did you say?”

After a long while, Margaret heard Alex ask, and she subconsciously repeated, “I said, let’s get a divorce.”

Alex suddenly let out a short, low laugh. He seemed not to have heard her clearly, or perhaps incredulous, “What did you say?” Margaret finally realised something was wrong. He abruptly stood up, the violent movement knocking over the ink bottle on the desk. With a piercing, shattering sound, the man strode towards Margaret, grabbed her hand, and roughly pulled the girl, who was trying to back away, back to where she was.

“What did you say?!” The cold, deep voice seemed to be squeezed out from between Alex’s teeth. Backlit, Margely couldn’t see his expression, only feeling the hand gripping hers like an iron clamp, squeezing her wrist painfully.

He was angry, the girl realised with a clear and fearful awareness. The coldness emanating from the man wasn’t his usual aloofness, but rather the chilling coldness of a wild beast, a coldness that cut to the bone, as if it wanted to tear her apart. She trembled with fear, barely daring to move under Alex’s dangerous gaze. But she didn’t know where the courage came from, even as her whole body shook, she still stared back at Alex without blinking.

“Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid…”

“Heh…” Perhaps it was her forced attempt to suppress her fear that further enraged Alex. The man laughed mockingly, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

The entire room suddenly fell silent. Looking at the quiet girl before him, Alex’s bitterness deepened. He was already used to it, wasn’t he? Used to never get a response from his wife, no matter how he acted.

“I know.”

Suddenly, he heard a soft reply. Although the voice was very small and soft, Margaret had indeed answered him. The girl abruptly raised her head, the force so great it even knocked her glasses off her face: “I know! You think I don’t know what that means?! You think…”

“You think I was just being willful and saying it offhand?” Margaret struggled to suppress the pain in her cheeks. She thought she was probably going crazy, or perhaps the pent-up pain had finally exploded, allowing her to yell at Alex, so utterly lacking in decorum. Initially, she had wanted to leave him with a good impression before the divorce… but she didn’t care about anything anymore.

“I’m not joking, and I’m not confused.” The girl looked up at Alex. “Let’s get a divorce. Whether you dedicate your heart and soul to the God of Light, or stay with Finellis, I don’t want to bind you. I…” She paused, then said softly but firmly, “I don’t want to be that despicable villain.”

Alex seemed to laugh in anger at Margaret’s words: “What does this have to do with Finellis?”

Margaret looked at him stubbornly: “She likes you.”

Alex seemed even angrier. He sneered, “She likes me, so does that mean I have to like her?”

These words instantly stung Margaret. What to do? Tears seemed about to spill over. She blinked frantically, trying to hold back the tears welling up, her voice choking with emotion: “Whether you like her or not, you don’t like me anyway.”

Alex’s coldness vanished suddenly. He paused, as if he understood why Margaret had acted foolishly. A surge of secret joy rose within him, yet he feared he was just imagining things. The usually decisive Alex hesitated for a moment. He didn’t know whether he should say those words, whether he should comfort Margaret or not. He wanted to comfort her, but he didn’t know how. Suddenly, the advice from the Casanovas in the Knights of Knight flashed through his mind. What had they said again—

If you’re unsure what to say to the woman you love, the best way is to just kiss her.
Alex no longer hesitated. He grasped the girl’s slender chin and kissed her delicate cherry lips without saying a word.